- Non-Erotic Poetry
- Beach Voyeur deja vu
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Click hereIt's sad to see my sites
no longer look at me.
Those golden skittle suits
which decorate the sea.
Once they would cast a smile,
throw out greetings too.
Now all I get is stares,
or "Who the hell are you?"
Fifty-five is too old
for their conversation.
Must find a better spot,
get a reservation....
down by the tidal pools.
Where beach moms settle in,
busy watching children.
I knew these ladies when...
in kaleidescope colors,
they wore the skittle suit.
They've rounded out nicely,
more than a few still cute.
Just talk to the children,
all beach moms wade right in.
"brilliant conversation"
Where you from how you been?
I've worked this stretch of beach
for nearly thirty years.
It seems I've seen it all.
Heres looking at you...CHEERS.
- COMMENTS
duddle146about 17 years agoYouthful days behind him ~ if he is to remain ~ he needs a different beach gig. Mothers with children are good.
LeBrozover 17 years agoA sobering thought
When the beach you've grown up with
Outgrows & ignores you.
When did we become old?
WickedEveabout 19 years agoI like the phrase skittle suits. The rhyme isn't bad at all, but I bet this poem would be even better without it. :)
